For God's sake put on your glasses, Sam. You're staring right at my boobs.
Jillian EatonTag: humorous
I am like a ship, cast out in the ocean to bob aimlessly amidst the waves. No, I correct myself silently. Not a ship. More like the buoy that the ship runs over.
Jillian EatonGoing back in time is impossible. Turning invisible is impossible. Balancing the national debt is impossible. Blood sucking creatures that have been documented since the beginning of time across the entire world? Not impossible.”
“Next you’ll be telling me they sparkle in the daylight.”
“No,” he said, giving me his first real smile. “Never that.
Every breath I draw is for you. Every morning I wake is for you. It was always for you, Grace.
Jillian EatonFear was like a vicious weed. Once it took root some part of it always lingered, even when it was pulled out again and again. It corrupted even the gentlest of hearts, turning them cold as stone and twice as hard.
Jillian EatonLove is like that tree. Every storm it breaks, but when the storm is over and the sky has cleared it is never broken.
Jillian EatonHe is not a prince, and you are not a princess, and real life is not a fairytale. Happily-ever-afters are not handed out on silver platters. They have to be earned.
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